Chapter 552: : Although he died nine times, he still has no regrets!

And the pain of massive blood loss is unimaginable.
But Ling Xiao had never, even for a moment, regretted turning on the state of the strengthened evil spirit body.
"The land is sacred and inviolable."
"Protect our country's soil and promote our country's prestige, even though he died nine times, he still has no regrets!"
At this moment, the blood flame burst into an unprecedented light.
"call--!"
The spear is like a wandering dragon, roaring in anger, biting at his master's enemy.
Ling Xiao's blow shattered the spear in his hand and also retreated Rong Yukuo.
"puff--!"
Rong Yukuo's shoulder socket was pierced by a spear, blood gurgled out, and the thick armor, centered on this gunhole, spread countless cracks around.
"Damn, how could he have such terrible willpower."
Rong Yukuo clutched his shoulders, and Ling Xiao's attack also shattered his bones when he pierced his shoulders.
Now his hand can't use half of his strength.
But within this short period of time, Rong Yukuo also noticed.
If it is said that the secret martial arts that Ling Xiao used before was consuming fighting energy, then Ling Xiao is consuming his vitality now.
It takes so much willpower to withstand this kind of pain.
"Already...supported, can't hold it..."
Ling Yun was panting heavily, and his throat was extremely thirsty. The scene before him had long since become extremely blurred, and it could be replaced by darkness at any time.
Within the body, there were bursts of pain that almost made people crazy.
Immunity to death will amplify pain.
"Do you regret it?"
At this moment, a domineering and bleak voice suddenly appeared in Ling Xiao's mind.
"I never regret it, it's just a pity that I failed to kill Rong Yukuo."
"Yishuiguan, you can't lose."
"Protect our country, raise our prestige, I, the third prince of the Huangyuan Empire, Ling Xiao, I still have no regrets even though I died nine times!"
Although Ling Xiao didn't know who the voice appeared in his mind, the answer in his heart had never changed.
If not, it would be impossible for Ling Xiao to come and reinforce Yashuiguan with only 10,000 cavalry.
Even if he went alone, Ling Xiao would not be afraid.
"Your will, I have received it."
"Now, I admit your identity as a heir."
"You are qualified to pass on this strength."
The domineering and sad voice fell, and a majestic force suddenly appeared in Ling Xiao's body.
It also made Ling Xiao understand who this voice was.
The last inheritor of Wushuang Gun Soul.
Countless stars appeared beside Ling Xiao, and then condensed into a silver-white long spear, which fell into Ling Xiao's hands.
The only weapon of Wushuang Gun Soul: Wushuang Spirit Gun.
If the Wushuang Spirit Spear is divided into levels, its quality has already surpassed the rare level.
It has reached the treasure level that has never been sold in the Qi Le store.
The majestic power of inheritance ended Ling Xiao's evil spirit state and repaired his physical damage.
At this moment, all the information about Wushuang Spear Soul's martial arts, combat skills, the use of coercion and momentum, etc., poured into Ling Xiao's mind like a tide.
With the help of the power of inheritance, it was quickly absorbed and digested by Ling Xiao.
"It turns out that this is Wushuang Gun Soul."
Ling Xiao slowly opened his eyes, a flash of cold light as sharp as a blade of light flashed in his eyes.
"Huh, bluffing."
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